From Coney Island to The Sunset Strip Somebody's gonna make a happy trip Tonight, while the moon is bright
He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys To give the Groanies of the girls and boys So dig, Santa comes on big
He'll come a-callin' when the snow's the most When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast And you gonna flip when old Saint Nick Takes a lick on the peppermint stick
He'll come a-flyin' from a higher place And fill the stocking by the fire place So you'll have a yule that's cool